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    Leaning over, hands on either side of his head, still with him buried to his balls in my ass, I kissed him deep, with lots of tongue.
    “No one’s ever been in this bed but you, Michael Rojas.”
    “Well, now,” he sighed, clearly very pleased, very smug. “That’s very good to hear.”
    “Is it?”
    “Oh yes,” he murmured, reaching up for my face. “And I plan to keep it that way.”
    That was excellent news.

Chapter Six
    WE TRIED to talk, but we were too warm, too sated, and so fell asleep in the sweaty, sticky mess we made of the bed. When I woke up a couple of hours later with the man wrapped around me, I sighed happily, leaned my cheek in his hair, and passed out again.
    The second time we woke up, Michael wanted to know if he’d hurt me.
    “No, baby, you didn’t hurt me at all.”
    “And you’re not hurt from your fall, right? You’re okay?”
    “I’m better than that.”
    “Yeah?”
    “Oh yeah,” I murmured, reaching for him.
    He sank into my arms like he’d been snuggling up to me for years.
    The third time, Michael woke up with me, and before either one of us could get up, we started laughing about Benny, that we’d probably have to get him some therapy and how much was that going to cost and how in the world would we know if it was even working or not. When we heard people moving around down the hall, we both fell out of bed and scrambled around for clothes.
    “You guys better get out here!” Ivy called from the kitchen, and I cursed the fact that while the other bedrooms were on the second floor, the master was on the first. “You promised to make dinner tonight, and I want to hear all about Hutch getting incarcerated!”
    We had our clothes pulled on when a deeper voice came right after hers. “And the grownup wants to know if you two are finally calling yourself the couple that everyone can see that you are.”
    We both leaned out the door to see Essien standing at the opposite end of the hall, beaming at us.
    “She’s back outside,” he informed us, “so you can both take a fast shower before you come out. Having dinner with you guys while you smell like jizz—not that appealing,”
    “How do you know we smell like—”
    “Did you see your dog? Something in here traumatized him—only so many things it could be.”
    “You could just, you know, take your kid out for pizza,” Michael groused at him even as he started rubbing the back of my neck.
    “Nope. Me and Ivy both want to hear the story, and I can tell you about Blake Timmons taking back that absurd trumped-up fraud charge and how much fun it was to watch Mia Renaldi work him over.”
    “How did you see that?”
    “Jail, city hall, fire department… seriously, what are they, fifty feet away from each other?”
    I couldn’t stifle my soft laughter. “We’ll be right out.”
    “Hey, what’s the story on the hot doctor?”
    I ignored him, bolting for the shower, wanting to be the first one under the hot water. But Michael beat me to it when he went in without taking his clothes off. I had to strip them off before lathering up my mesh sponge.
    “What the hell were you thinking?” I laughed as I peeled him out of his jeans. “Now you’re all wet.”
    “I was thinking that you having to get me naked did not sound like it had a downside.”
    Shaking my head, I soaped his gorgeous cock, which, even flaccid, was impressive. “You know we really have to figure out a way to get them out of here.”
    “Hey, Hutch.”
    I lifted my gaze.
    “I love you. I’m going to make you very happy.”
    And I knew that. He already did.
    I grabbed him, hugging him tight, and he did the same, the two of us breathing together under the warm spray.
    “I love you back,” I whispered. “Never doubt it.”
    “No,” Michael promised. “I never would.”

Mangrove Stories
    BLUE DAYS
     
    By Mary Calmes
    Falling for a coworker is rarely a good idea, especially for a man getting a last chance at salvaging his career. But from